Watching

• Poet Poet, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2007

Early morning
I walk
An enormous cloud appears
Animals begin to run
It looks like
A dark monster reaching out for me
I am not afraid
I gaze at it in wonder
The rain comes down
As heavy as ice
Lightning
Looks like a deadly wall of terror
Wind
Howls like the wolves
I stand there until the storm is over.